St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-10-02

ceed.
Trial! Is it possible that this carl
cature of the impartial administration
of justice can really be called such?
Is not every word of the accused ae-
cOmpanied by sympathetic demonstra-
ton on the part of the audience? DO
they not murInur and protest at every
unfavorable VOID Or pointed remark
against her? Of course, the president
Sternly threatens to have the court
room cleared. But he knows well
enough that his threat can not be exc
cuted. Without the use of violence not
a single person in the room would move
a step. The officers of the court must
this time accommodate themselves to
the inevitable. One of the assessors
sinks into his arm chair, yawns, and
shades his eyes with his hands; the
other, smiling eontemptuouSly, turns
over the leaves of a book.
The accused has at length finished her
finely emphasized TRADES to the salts
faction of her attorney, and sufficiently
''blasted" the character of her
''HEARTI.ESS SEDUCER."
"Brava, bravaw thunders through
the court room, and the reporters make
a convulsiye attempt to reproduce the
upon her with tender regard. All,
what emotions have been stirred within
them, what tears of pity they have shed?
They have not been moved so deeply
since their lastlap-dog died.
An icy wind sweeps through the hall
of Justice and diSSipateS all this Senti-
mentality in the tWinkling of an eye
the heartless Seducer has been called
upon to testify. Strange, what a stately
appearance this object of popular
abomination has. A perfect gentleman,
judging by his looks. The monster
narrates the hackneyed story of his ex-
perienceS with the heroine in cool and
rational way. At first she casts down
her eyes in shame, to indicate the an
gelic purity of her mind; but soon her
features assume the hardened and
panther-like expressions of the fallen
angel, as much as to say, ''YOu will not
escape me-" She whispers in the ear of
her attorney, whereupon he addresses
the most impertinent questions, in the
most pointed and violent tone, to the
witness, and injects as much senti-
mentality as possible into his invec
tives, as if he we're sleuth-hound pur-
suing his victim. The audience urges
murs and all sorts of inarticulate eX-
pressionS, and inflameS more and more
the already infuriate zeal.
The prosecuting attorney Yaliantly
defends the witness, and is rewarded
with seorn and indignation. All the
witnesses who testify against the ac-
cuSed are brutally treated, while those
who testify for her are greeted and en-
couraged with the most unmistakable
marks of approval and good will. How
is it possible for the jury to remain UNI
influenced under such circumstances?
A PICNIC IN THE COURT ROOM.
A Iar %o~ g al -, Il
cause so far concluded, and the preSi-
dess of Justice, is blindfolded, and,
therefore, sees nothing. But the Savior
on the wall, with his eyes wide open,
| must now be aware that the court room
has been turned into boulevard reStau-
| rant. Cold chickens. sandwiches, cold
meats, bread and cheese and the like
| make their appearance. Talking and
| laughing, ladies and gentlemen con-
sumo their luncheon; glasses Jingle and
champagne corkS fly with crack toward
the ceiling. Men and women drink to
the acquittal of the dear, angelic crea-
ture-in word, there is picnic. There
is shade Of regret manifest when the
president reappears and puts an end to
the racket.
The prosecuting attorney rises. He
speaks like an angry juyenal. He ruth
lessly destroys the martyrdom sought to
be imputed to the young lady occupying
the criminals box. He pays no atten-
ton to the murmurS of the audience.
His stern words resound like thunder
through the hall. The partisans of the
prisoner regard him with faces dis
torted by passion. The heroine becomes
somewhat anxious and casts a long and
searching look at the faces of the jury
WIN o. 1u orb
Luckily for her, it is now the turn of
the attorney fer the defense. He is far
too well educated, and his sense of JUS
tiee too much developed, not to know at
the bottom of his heart that the words
of the prosecuting attorney were justifi-
able from beginning to end. But he is
practicing attorney; and it would be
all over with his reputation if his client
did not leave the courtroom triumph
antly acquitted. Therefore he throws
himself like wrestler upon the prose-
cutting attorney. The most turgid seti-
mentality flows in streams, and he
white as the driven SNOW. The most
poisonous of sophisms, the most brutal
theories of self-defense
esTUE LE," KILL HIM.)
are invoked. He shouts, declaims, works
himself up in the most lachrymose pas
sion, and accompanies his appeals with
the most moving gestures. All the in
flated stuff that has appeared in hum
dreds of boulevard romances and
dramas, and has been worked over and
over again, sometimes with the highest
refinement of skill and sometimes with
the most sickening stupidity, is again
called into requisition and launched at
the hapleSS jury. The audience app1audS
as if in a theater.
When the jury is about to withdraw
to consider its verdict, and the judges
have turned their backs upon the pub
lie with Indifference, while the attorney
for the defense faces them triumph
antly, looking ironically at the prose-
cutor, the prisoner casts long, Sinfully
suggestive look upon each juryman as
he passes out until the gendarme by her
side CALAMITY indicates that she also
must leave the court room.
The audience is in eestacies. Hand
kerchiefS and hats are waved, women
regard her with the most affectionate
chances, and men jump upon their feet
and applaud her as she withdrawS.
They have not long to wait until the
jury and the accused are again brought
in. mot guilty!" is, of course, the yer
dict. A theatrical celebrity climbs over
benches and railing, rushes up to the
acquitted and leads her in triumph past
the jubilant throng. Outside the as
sembled multitude raises shout of ex-
ultation. They run after her fiacre and
the only wonder is that they do not I'M
hitch the melancholy and jaded steed
and drag her i'll triumphal procession
through the street.
In the court room the janitor sweeps
up the greasy papers in which the
luncheons were wrapped and carries off
the empty bottles that have been left
behind, while his dog feasts upon the
scattered chicken bones. There stands
the statue of justice. s'Tiensi'' says. the
janitor. You might get dusty" And
with dirty, greasy dust rag he COM